_{Hello and welcome to another blog post produced by me, @NoNamesLeftToUse.} ^{Today, like many other days, you'll get to see my latest creation.} _{Plus, you'll get to hear me talk by combining the words I write and the voice inside your head.}

^{My Thought Process Today}

My brain made that!

^{Did your brain make anything today?}

It is a cold day here in, The Canada.

I'm not sure what the exact temperature is.  My guess would be about -1 °C.  There's a light dusting of snow on the ground and it's not melting; goodbye summer, forever.

I know, there's always next year.  You don't understand though, unless you live here.  Summer flies by, I guess, because we're having fun.  Winter is like three years all wrapped in one.  It just goes on and on and on and on.

And on and on and on and on and on.

^{And on and on and on and on and on.}

And on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on.

But I refuse to lose my mind so early in the season.

^{I must remain calm.}

Some people think, "Oh look!  Snow!  How pretty!"

I don't know what kind of medication they're on but it sure would be nice if they sold me some.

Soon enough, there will be a blanket of this stuff on the ground, about two feet deep.  It would be deeper but every time it gets windy, the stuff blows around.  I'd hate to be on the other side of the wind.

Eventually, there will be snowbanks higher than ten feet tall in many places because of this wind.  Then we put our children on the top of these naturally forming snow piles and push them so they slide down, for fun, and it's not even considered child abuse here.

Soon, all of the ponds will freeze over.

Then we lace up the skates.  If you don't know what skates are, simply imagine a boot with a sharp knife glued onto the bottom.  That doesn't sound crazy at all.

We even strap those onto our children and it's not considered child abuse.  Everyone has two knives and nobody gets hurt unless they fall on their ass.

Then we drop the hockey puck on the ice and smack it around with sticks.  A hockey puck is a small black disc that easily fits into your adult sized hand.  An inch thick, three inches in diameter, weighs six ounces, and hard as a rock when frozen.  Yes, we do allow our children to get hit by these pucks but don't worry, we wrap the children in specially designed pillows first.

For the more adventurous types, we have snowmobiles.  If you don't know what those are, simply imagine one track of an army tank with a seat on top, two skis on the front, and an engine (sounds like a dinosaur) powerful enough to reach speeds of 100 mph or more.  I've been driving those since I was seven years old and somehow, I'm still alive.

I guess winter isn't that bad.

^{And the kids get to have a lot of fun.}

Give me a beer, a chair, and a beach, though.  Why can't that last for three years?

Maybe I need to move.

Yup.

Please don't forget to support my work here.  I've decided I want to move somewhere warm.  Until then, I guess I'll just freeze my balls off and continue to produce the awesome eye candy you saw above this mess of thoughts.  I hope you enjoyed it.

Have a nice day.

Credits:All art and images seen here were produced digitally, by me.
^{"He shoots! He scores!"}

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